H i r a e t h ♡

H i r a e t h .

She was the haven i kept trying to remember me as.

A soft elmgirl who spent summer evenings lying still in sylvan leaves cloudgazing days she would enjoy most.

Fairies and castles painted a sunset through the eyes of a littleoakgirl loving the safety moonrich soil brings.

Moonlight is how secrets reveal themselves for wonder or for judgement.

The sky never stopped being vast for her.

She learned to notice no sky was ever the same even standing under it and that made wonder so much more curious.

Could she walk through the bark of my ribs and honor this life more gently?

Sometimes when i take pictures of the sky i can feel what the sky looked like as a little girl still dreaming how one day her feelings would be how she soared.

She was by soulbirth an i c a r i a n girl.

Of forest and sea. River and mountain.

Baltering on a rainbow her words were still a scythe when what is a haven to a dream makes itself known.

She devours death and joy in the same breath.

A key for alcheming a flame.

And with a tealfire she casts its warmth into the sky.

a cloud remembered her love.

She remembered how it always kept her dreaming.

She remembered how the safest place was the park, lying in blades of green.

And then it became a forest with a river that kept stones as a pathway into a grove of Redwood.

A littleforestgirl roots deeper into the dreams the sky has for her.

as above,

so below.

as i remember,

so i bloom.

in my own name,

e v e r ♡ g a r d e n

if these words

have ever found you

when you needed them,

stay awhile.

there are more

growing here.

This flower girl dreams in poems.

Every offering gives those dreams

another sunrise to become real.☕💐

e v e r ♡ g a r d e n 🌹

she spent years

trying to escape

what she felt.

then healing asked her

to do something harder—

sit beside herself

and listen.

if you've ever wished

someone could simply

sit with you

without trying to fix you...

let these pages keep you company.🫂

🥀Diaries of a Borderline🌹

she carried her younger self

like a promise she refused to break.

every dream she protected

became another step toward tomorrow.

If you're still keeping promises to the child you once were...

there is room for you here✨️

🌈The Girl Who Reached for Infinity

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